[Rebekah has promised herself she's done drowning in love, done putting her heart on her sleeve time and time again, at least for now. Soon they'll be looking to find the cure and then perhaps she would let herself again.
Not that she hasn't been allowing herself certain pleasures. A girl still gets lonely. Little of her family exists anymore and what does is fractured -- it's beyond recognition now. Stefan is familiar, reminds her of a time when she was happy, the last time she really remembers being happy. And she doesn't trust him now, but she can't resist the indulgence either.
It's a temporary fix, how she's draped over him in her bed, drawing lazy circles into his back. Soon enough Elena will be human again, and Stefan will have his answers and Rebekah will be human and she will look for something more permanent.
A life of her own -- finally. She will live and marry and have kids and eventually die and it'll mean more than her thousand years as a monster ever could.
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Not that she hasn't been allowing herself certain pleasures. A girl still gets lonely. Little of her family exists anymore and what does is fractured -- it's beyond recognition now. Stefan is familiar, reminds her of a time when she was happy, the last time she really remembers being happy. And she doesn't trust him now, but she can't resist the indulgence either.
It's a temporary fix, how she's draped over him in her bed, drawing lazy circles into his back. Soon enough Elena will be human again, and Stefan will have his answers and Rebekah will be human and she will look for something more permanent.
A life of her own -- finally. She will live and marry and have kids and eventually die and it'll mean more than her thousand years as a monster ever could.
But for now, she indulges.]